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May 15, 2008 at 3:17 pm
Ecology of a building
A community exists by the means of a shared territory. The identity of the one becomes the identity of the other. Bouwkunde was an impressive community builder. Even students of different generations are connected through this building. Today – the day after – all are homeless, even the alumni that were not around for a decade or more.
Still, the community will survive by the widespread imprint of the same street we all used to life.
Machiel van Dorst
May 15, 2008 at 4:06 pm
Homage to Bouwkunde
I never thought I would write an homage to Bouwkunde, the building which was the educational home in Holland for us and was on the other side an architect’s nightmare with its dark circulation space around the elevators (not to forget the waiting times for the elevator), and the poor design of the lecture rooms. And I always thought what if there would be a fire… So many people working on top of each other.
Lately there were many changes in the faculty. Everyday you entered the building; there was another performance in the front hall, displays announcing lectures, people building something, books to buy… the way to the Blokkenhall an experimental path.
Bouwkunde is gone since yesterday, and I still don’t realize that we will never meet in this space again. Still think about the places we were sitting, chatting, having coffee and our presentations. Where will this happen in the future?
But well, you always realize what you had, when you lost it.
I will remember Bouwkunde by the incredible people I met there, and the knowledge that was distributed. The spirit of Bouwkunde will go on with us, under the tents, in the containers, and in the new facilities we will have in the future.
Claudia Elisabeth Buhmann
May 15, 2008 at 4:23 pm
Ode to our Architecture Faculty
The incident was very tragic. I still cannot believe the fact that our building got burned and has fallen.
It was around 10 in the morning on Tuesday, May 13, when I was getting ready to leave Rotterdam and head Delft. The plan was to finish my model when I heard my roommate saying he got news about the Architecture building in Delft.
“It’s burning”, he said.
I immediately started calling people in Delft to find out what has happened. At first I thought the fire was something small and that they were going to handle it. I would never imagine that our building would leave us in such an “inglorious” way.
They said first came a flood and then a fire. I still find it hard to accept. It was not too long ago, last Thursday in particular, when I was there working and having a great time outside under beautiful weather. The building was full of life. I left without even suspecting that this day would be its last.
Even though I had been in this school for about a year and a half, as a master student, I enjoyed every day in our faculty. For me the faculty was not only a school but a meeting place. Anytime I would go there I would meet friends and have a chat, work or have a beer with them.
I feel deeply sad that I will not manage to graduate in our faculty. But above all I will not have a place of belonging anymore since my guess is that from now on we will be scattered here and there like refuges. Our lives, our enjoyments and sorrows gave this space life and now that is gone a piece of us has left with it. Let us remember our faculty and above all the moments we have lived in there from the first to the last.
Chryso Onisiforou
May 15, 2008 at 4:26 pm
What to say…..
There was this song…. I just don’t know what to do with myself…..
this is how I feel since yesterday.
Yesterday,
All my troubles seemed so far away,
Is that all there is?
The first thing that is coming to my mind is…. What now?
Not that was later.. ; The first thing was….
It was like that:
now I know…. When I came to delft the first thing, which I saw was burned stylos building. Looks like devils like bouwkunde….
….
My friends reaction on the fire:
…. it change only my past without influencing the present; and I like to think about it that way…
.cos we are far away , I mean we so called alumni;
though for my friends who are now before graduation it is not their past, it is their present.
One of them told me it is weird to think that I will not graduate in that building;
And the other one said…. so now we don’t have the place where we will bring our children to show them place where we studies;
Quite nostalgic….
For me….. The first reaction on the photographs in the internet was that it is some visualization by the student. Slowly when it came to my mind that it is real… I he screaned My models!!!!!!
There are gone…
The other friend said that she is proud that her model is burned next to the models of her friends;
……
So yes…. In a way for all of us things are different than before.
And I felt like something really big happened something what made huge emptiness in my world…. but in fact it seems like it did not move the rest of the world…. this is sad. At least for me.
Maybe nothing happened in fact and all the things in my mind there are just fake memories;
But then I look to the photographs done between 2005-2008 at BK; it looks like it was there;
It is like evaporation in Orwell’s book…. Some still remember but soon they will forget also….
Forgot about what?
….. Cycling to the school with my black map with my presentation; being late. Empty lectures room …. Unless Koolhas was announced but he near appeared;
A bit of nostalgia…
I remember when…
……
So I remember when I first came to this school;
I came to Delft to visit my friend (looks like friends are part of the BK life) I saw this huge concrete building from the outside and I got scared…… thinking could not they figure out something better than that for the school of architecture…..;
I entered the building and after few minutes I was lost; didn’t know where I am, where to go; I joined the designed classes from interior with Mechthild and Ronald which took place in the tuition room which nr I can not remember now;… glass walls gave the feeling of opening towards the outside; in a way they gave the feeling of the open school; and I liked it a lot; the glass walls full of the old tape were saying proudly :look somebody is using us/ or maybe… look nobody is cleaning us …
There was this feeling of life; life inside the building; BK life .. though that time I did not know what BK means
There was this good atmosphere here … I felt that I am in the school of architecture;
…..
I also remembered drunk students during the Christmas drink where all the faculty was going through metamorphosis and I never could get what is it for (metamorphosis, not getting drunk)
And hanging chairs above our heads in blokenhal;
And one day I was walking in the building and I discover this room… (yes, though there was a name above the door SHETS I had no idea what is inside); so I have entered the room; and I saw drawings;
Being at BK for more than one year I have not seen it before, my big lost, yes I know; better later than never;
Or the cellars in the building; with the bike parking underneath; a glass room which my friend discover once while looking a good place for his presentation; we were all doing this: trying to find the best place to present our work;
Experiments with the spaces of BK;
…..
In fact I didn’t get many things about BK;
Now I don’t get it even more;
Once I looked out the window on the 4th floor; I have realized that I never look out from the windows in BK; maybe it is because of jalousie , or maybe because I never had this need;
Inside seemed to be outside.
Oh yes, and windows which were not possible to be open;
And bridges of course; the one above our heads in the entrance hall; you could stay there and talk from the height (or shout) to your friends who were on the ground level; I really liked it, I liked it a lot.
Round staircases, which were connecting two levels, I was avoiding them because each time I had to use them I was imagining myself falling down of them;
And the voice…. Which was always there at quaoter to 10 . dames and heren; We are going to close this building in 15 minutes; you are kindly request to leave this building before ten o clock….
…
changes in BK; I didn’t like them but at least there were things to laugh about.
I liked this huge, tough concrete building; tough but somehow human;
In the end it was just a building; JUST A BIG building; like a city; cities are not disappearing just like that. Few seconds and they are gone; gone with the wind;
…..
So what is the reason to be sad about? It is probably more about these memories which we now have to recall very carefully because there is no more this corner this step this place which will help us to recall;
Everything what was, was in between;
…..
My last visit.. bk beats.
….
…..I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire.
I’ll never forget the look on my father’s face as he gathered me up
in his arms and raced through the burning building out to the pavement.
I stood there shivering in my pajamas and watched the whole world go up in flames.
And when it was all over I said to myself, “Is that all there is to a fire”
Is that all there is, is that all there is
If that’s all there is my friends, then let’s keep dancing
Let’s break out the booze and have a ball
If that’s all there is…… (from the song is that all there is by Peggy Lee)
I am flipping through the photographs from BK, and I am realizing that they are showing the story of last three years of my life. The story in which all my friends and teachers are included.
other students might be doing the same at this moment: they are looking at the past. The past which is present on the photographs.
The past without the future.
……..
I feel that something is gone.
But what is this thing which s gone? Is it about the building, book, archives, computers, models?
All of this is of course sad, but the sadness or the emptiness is not because of the material things.
Or maybe I am wrong.
Do not know why I am sad. Maybe just because.
My Croatian friend was telling me some time ago how her family lost everything during the Yugoslavia war. They have no past in a way, no roots, everything was burned and destroyed. Except their memories. But they don’t want to remember the war and times before the war.
…..
it is like lose of the house. Indeed, each day people are loosing their houses. Not a big deal. Normally only the inhabitants feel the lost.
House for 3000 people. It is almost a city.
It is not happening each day that the cities disappear. Or maybe they do but we do not notice it
….
for the one more time it seems like the moment of collapse is the moment of awaking.
A moment of realizing that our universe is much more bigger than our school;
….
but there is still this feeling of knowing that it was still there… yesterday ….
….
Then my rational thinking is coming to me and I think…. What now? And the only answer which is coming to my mind if the show must go on…
By
Gosia Olchowska
May 15, 2008 at 7:38 pm
seda is homeles…
megan still cannot relate the coffee machine and the total burn-down of our faculty
una is in shock ‘cos of her faculty burning down :(
monica estoy en shok, mi facultad se quemo!
hoda is feeling void
howard wants to blame the firemen in Delft
anthony feels very empty….
gosia is thinking about golden delft times… bouwkunde collapsed….
marten is looking for a new faculty building. anyone?
carolyn is missing her faculty, the great place that we met-knew-worked-played with each other. And it’s gone completely.
Ola: bouwkunde lascia che noi pianga tua cruda sorte
Tomohito is worried about TUDelft architects and Models and Papers
Peter is in shock….his faculty is burning and destroid by fire
Vangelis says goodbye to Bouwkunde
Theodor: goodbye my dear full faculty…. I am going to miss you!!!!
Francesca wants to believe in the phoenix
Linda the faculty is on fire, so bad! [cry]
ania: we had a school, now we have ourselves
christina thinks that architecture must not burn
some of latest status updates on facebook from our friends
ania & christina
May 15, 2008 at 10:12 pm
At the time of the fire I was in Istanbul. When the north wing collapsed I was probably thrown on the marble of the Hamam by a Turkish giant as a start of the traditional massage. The photos and videos that reached me later that evening through the internet left me amazed and confused. History was burning. My first thoughts were with the people of Architectural Collections, which I interviewed a couple of weeks ago for B_Nieuws. All their hard work for nothing! Fortunately a large part of the collection could be saved by the firemen. My thoughts were with Wytze Patijn, poor Wytze, with all his plans and achievements in making our building better. But to my surprise I saw a dean today who was as positive, decisive and at ease as ever.
Today was a special day. A day for reflection and looking forward. When I arrived at the TU this morning I saw a lot of Bouwko’s wandering around the campus. BK nomads. Suddenly everyone was greeting eachother. Informal settlements popped up everywhere and in the end everyone, architect or urbanist, dean or student, worked together on the same spot. The slums of BK. Of course this fire is a disaster for all of us, in particular for the people who lost a large part of their work. But there are also possibilities. The coming weeks will be weird but may create unexpected opportunities. A more informal bond between teachers and students for instance and a stronger bond between different sections of the faculty. Will there finally be an ‘ontschotting’ of the faculty now that everyone is out in the open? I believe that in the end Bouwkunde can be stronger and more fruitful because of this fire, like the large grasslands of the Serengeti need fire for new life. And their will be a new building of course. And a competition. To design your own faculty is maybe the greatest challenge for any student in architecture and can therefor be used to attract the coming students who are now doubting to come to Delft because of what happened. Of course it gives possibilities for graduation as well.
But let us not forget about the sad stories and support the people that need it. Please take your time to think about the phd-student who lost four years of work. Think about students graduating without their final model next week. Think about all the employees and their personal libraries, sometimes built up over a period of 30 years. Pray for the library. Think back about the building and its doubtful character. Think back of the place of the place. Enjoy the fact that the elevators are gone. Be sad that it wasn’t the iweb pavilion instead of BK. Laugh about the canteen being gone. Curse the entrance for one last time. Praise the model hall and remember how it smelled. Thank Bakema. Never forget, look back for a while and when you’re ready move forward with a smile.
Daan de Leeuw
MSc 2
May 15, 2008 at 10:31 pm
It is my 7th month studiing in BK and I have to admit that Bouwkunde is the best faculty building in TU and as an architecture faculty! It might not be perfect but we had almost everything we needed as an architecture student! It housed our ‘bouwkunde’ dreams, met our new friends, fabulous lectures and exhibitions and parties, panic attacks for final presentations…all these little events, I’m sure we all miss the time in BK. You know our faculty is GOOD!
May be it will take years for our faculty to build up again. But please don’t let it fall that easily. I hope everyone of us can make their effort within their own studio and with our tutor. 3000 of us can give a lot of power and motivation, to yourself and people around you. It is sad to lose the building and knowledge. But we can create our own knowledge again if we stay along!
Don’t let the sadness drags us too long. As we know…’work is work..it continues!’ our work is the knowledge we have and create!! There are uncertainties for the next semester year…but don’t let our dreams as architects end just because of this.
KEEP OUR SPIRIT! BK-ians!!
Carolyn x
May 16, 2008 at 11:01 am
dear friends,
the school was impressively ‘alive’ 2.5 years ago when i visited
i am expressing my sympathies to you and hope you can quickly recover from this shock.
i can relate to this when, many years ago, on 9/11 in new york, the office i worked at, was destroyed by the WTC fire…
it takes a while for sentiments to settle down, hope you can quickly feel ‘at home’ again in a new space
be well and take care
eva sopeoglou
May 16, 2008 at 8:51 pm
Since I started my studies at Bouwkunde, I have really come to love our Faculties people, initiatives, energy and last but not least the building! It was such a great and inspiring community. Currently I am doing an Erasmus exchange in London, but the shock of seeing my building burn and collapse on the internet was hughe!
Nevertheless, I am following all the news and am absolutely amazed by the resilience of the Faculty staff!! It is great that the energy of producing ideas, energies and culture for the future is still alive!! Having lost the building, the community is still there and I am sure our faculty will, notwithstanding its ‘nomadic’ perspectives for the coming years, remain an amazing place! Good luck everyone and lots and lots of compliments for everyone involved in making the very best out of this situation!!
May 17, 2008 at 10:54 am
just a little thought after this situation…
The faculty of architecture is not only a building… our faculty is much more than this!! Our faculty is what we make of ‘it’ everyday, together..
It is sad to see our ‘home’ collapse and to see it being consumed by the flames, but this fire should definitely stay in our hearts to unite us as one faculty with one vision that is born from lots of dreams.
It’s difficult to imagine to go on with the studies without any concrete building, but in this kind of circumstances you really see opportunities, efforts and kindness from other people, faculties and institutes come forward.
Architecture as a faculty is made of the people. All the people that are listening to their heartbeats, waiting for any new email with news about what would be the next step, the people that are trying to organize, as soon as possible, the facilities for our studies and research to go on, the people who were helping us to get out of the building… we are all united by this, one faculty. Students, teachers, research assistants, staff, administrative workers, advisors.. (and the list goes on and on) .. this is our faculty. This is bouwkunde.
We should never forget this!!
..and dear colleges: A lot of strength for these days!!
May 18, 2008 at 10:08 am
Burnt-out Bouwkunde. About the fragile relation between the real and the virtual
Two physical souvenirs are in my pocket: the key to room 8.11 and key ‘fiets 4’, which matching bike might be saved in the basement. When I see a photo of the ruins I still try to identify where during the last years were my desk, bookcases, etc..
Tuesday 13th I left the scene when I saw smoke on level 8. I headed for OTB, where the warm welcome also implied a room, computer and coffee. The first e-mail came in before noon, from Nigeria; cousin Hugo wanted to know if I was still alive. More mails came with the same question. The burning of Bouwkunde seemed to spread like fire. Paul Stouten and I started to organise the work and meetings with students for the rest of the week and the weeks to come. I finished the afternoon with tea in the good company of Iwan Kriens and Ina Klaasen. Until late in the evening mails and phone calls kept on coming in.
Indeed, this fire destroyed a lot. Whoever you meet – next-door colleagues and those who used to work elsewhere in the building – no one has problems to bring up a list of losses.
For me, the typed and later printed production of almost forty years went up in smoke (forty, by the way is the number of the learning-period), as well as what I preserved from scientific allies, and a selection of opponents to stay sharp; as well as books and other forms of publication about the social and spatial aspects of urban renewal and regeneration, for the use of students; as well as old books worth saving, larded with my notes; as well as CD’s with electronic versions of books or chapters; as well as students’ research reports, papers, graduation reports, tests, marks lists; two paintings, antique photo’s, pictures, small statues, minerals and fossils among which a mammoth tooth which once accompanied the writing of my dissertation; (farewell) presents of students. And all things that in the coming days, may be months, will float to the surface called memory. So far about the destructive side of the fire.
There can be imagined a constructive side. No longer I can, need, have to decide what to keep and what to give away. Matter has become virtual, but in the practice of daily life this was already going on. Except of course with regard to the art and fossils. ‘Less’ might lead in time to more consciousness of emptiness and consequently to new space. This philosophical approach to the phenomenon of attachment and loss might on the one hand be utter nonsense, but on the other hand it may make it easier to stay on track.
Edward Hulsbergen, 15th of May 2008
May 19, 2008 at 6:10 pm
For a virtual model of the faculty of Architecture, go to the following link: http://virtual.tudelft.nl/virtueel.html
To enter the building press the spacebar in front of the building
May 20, 2008 at 1:36 pm
Bij toeval las ik van de brand.Onvoorstelbaar hoe dat mogelijk is. Hoe kan een waterleiding breuk in een gebouw onopgemerkt blijven, hoe kan een koffiezetautomaat een totaal gebouw in as leggen, etc. Kortom vele vragen, die voor mij onbegrijpelijk zijn. (omdat ik in het buitenland leef, en met andere normen te maken heb). Het gebouw was mooi, aangenaam om in te werken en studeren, maar nu achteraf gezien, een gevaarlijk gebouw, dat bij een relatief klein begonnen calimiteit totaal ingestort is. Voor de faculteit en studenten is het een groot verlies, vooral om dat een studierichting / faculteit behalve uit een studieprogramma en hard studeren ook uit een “tehuis”, waar men elkaar (ongeacht de afstudeerrichting) treft, gedachten uitwisselt, grootste plannen maakt, samen eet, etc. Vooral ook te denken aan het legendaire B-feest, waar vaak super groepen optaden. Deze ontmoetingsplaats voor de studenten is weg. Nu maar hopen dat de faculteit in staat ik voor de huidige studenten en medewerkers snel een nieuw tehuis weet te creeren, en dan een tehuis dat aan alle verschillende afstudeerrichtingen onderdak biedt, want dat was bouwkunde.
Het het gebouw kapot is, dat is een verlies, maar dat vele studenten nu ook nog studievertraging op gaan lopen, lijkt mij nog erger. Ik hoop vooral dat voor hun een goede oplossing (financieel en psychisch) wordt gezocht, en naar hun gaan mijn gedachten vooral naar uit.
May 21, 2008 at 2:32 pm
Toen ik dinsdagmorgen hoorde dat Bouwkunde in brand stond besefte ik nog niet wat voor impact zo’n gebeurtenis op je heeft. Uiteindelijk is het al 31 jaar geleden dat ik in dat gebouw afstudeerde en 17 jaar sinds ik er werkte. En toch raakte ik in de loop van de dag aardig van de kook, toen bleek dat de brand niet te stoppen was en uiteindelijk het hele gebouw eraan ging. Ik heb twee dagen lang in gedachten door het gebouw gelopen, nauwelijks bevattend dat het er nu niet meer zo uitziet. Afgelopen weekend heb ik erover gedacht te gaan kijken, maar ik durf het niet aan; het is net als na het overlijden van een dierbare naaste: herinner hoe de overledene er uitzag vòòr hij ziek werd…
Ik wens alle mensen die nu ontheemd in Delft ronddwalen veel sterkte en hoop dat er weer gauw een echte vaste plek voor hen zal zijn. En mocht er een inzameling komen van boeken op bouwkundig gebied, dan stel ik daar heel graag een flink aantal van uit mijn eigen verzameling voor beschikbaar.
Kees.
May 21, 2008 at 3:05 pm
met onwijs veel plezeier gestudeerd in delft, al is het al wat langer geleden, (71- 80) zag ik met ontzetting de brand. wat een enorm verlies, en alle studenten die met hun (afstudeer) projecten daar aan t werk waren en al hun spullen kwijt zijn wens ik onwijs veel sterkte. ik heb echt zitten janken voor de tv, terwij l er godzijdank niemand gewond is geraakt.
laten we met zijn allen bij elkaar komen op enige datum om ieder steun te betuigen, begin van t neiuwe studiejaar?
celine
May 21, 2008 at 4:55 pm
“In gedachte”
In gedachte loop ik door het gebouw
Ik zie de mensen
Mensen werken aan de toekomst
Docenten werken aan toekomst van de nieuwe generatie architecten
onderzoekers die de geschiedenis vastleggen voor de toekomst.
In gedachten loop ik door het gebouw
Ik zie de grote hal
de liften die de iedereen leiden naar hun bestemming
De lange gangen en trappen, van de kelder tot aan de top
één gebouw op en top …. top.
In gedachte loop ik door het gebouw
Ik zie de maquettes, de foto’s en voel de passie
De koffiecorner en de glazen rookkamers
Plekken die mensen bijeenbrengen
Het informele circuit om te delen en te praten over de toekomst.
In gedachte loop ik door het gebouw
Virtueel, maar werkelijkheid in mijn gedachten
Mensen die samenwerken aan de toekomst
De toekomst
van ons nieuwe gebouw
Within my mind
In my mind I walk through the building
I see people
Working to make the future happen
Teachers to make a platform for the new generation of Architects
Researchers to document history for future purpose
In my mind I walk through the building
I see the big hall
The Elevators that guides the users to their destination
Lang corridors, staircases, from the basement to the top
One building a true piece of architecture
In my mind I walk through the building
I see the student’s work, photo’s and feel the passion
The coffee corner and rooms to have a smoke
Places that unites people
In a informal sense to discuss the future
In my mind I walk through the building
Virtual, but so vivid in my mind
People jointly creating the future
The future
Of our new building
May 22, 2008 at 11:42 am
Toen mijn man vorig jaar overleed was er weinig belangstelling bij bouwkunde voor zijn bibliotheek. Is dat nu veranderd? Ik stel voor dat U alle boeken, die verloren zijn gegaan, en die U graag weer in Uw bezit wilt krijgen, op een lijst te zewtten, en te kijken of oud-afgestudeerden die nog in hun bezit hebben en aan U willen schenken. Ik kan ze toch niet eeuwig bewaren.
Dan wel graag per rechtstreekse mail een antwoord, want ik vind het zonde van mijn tijd om op websites te gaan kijken voor het geval er iets voor mij bij staat.
Veel sterkte, dr m.D.Th.M. de Jong
May 26, 2008 at 2:35 pm
Slaapwandelen
De eerste dagen na de brand lijken de beelden van het brandende gebouw onuitwisbaar. Het neemt ‘s nachts de vorm van een nachtmerrie aan. Door in de ochtend vroeg in de krant te kijken wordt duidelijk dat het geen boze droom is, maar realiteit.
Door verdere confrontaties met het verbrande karkas te mijden, komt het gebouw van voor de brand weer naar boven. De beelden ervan in je hoofd, in gesprekken, en in dromen, blijken steeds over de bewegingen dor het gebouw te gaan. Niet de ruimtes en kamers zelf, waar zoveel tijd is doorgebracht, maar het bewegen van de ene ruimte naar de andere. Hierin ligt het onderscheid tussen het gebouw en een willekeurig ander gebouw.
Ik loop steeds naar het centrale trappenhuis dat als een betonnen sculptuur het sterkste object in de binnenstraat was en vrijwel elk in de hal tentoongestelde object naar de kroon stak.
In het trappenhuis verbaast nog steeds het effect van de drie steken die de gebruikelijke benepenheid en repetitie van een trappenhuis omzet in een doorgaande verticale hal van 13 verdiepingen. De wisselend uitgesneden ramen geven steeds een blik op wat zich op elke verdieping die deze hal doorsnijdt, afspeelt. Hier was het gebouw echter ook het meest mishandeld. Door toevoeging van wanden en puien werden ruimtes rond de trap dichtgezet. Onverlaten hadden ramen afgeplakt.
In de beelden in mijn hoofd is dit allemaal weer verdwijnen, en gaat de trap ongehinderd omhoog, met op elke verdieping een nieuwe fantastisch vergezicht.
Misschien kan alleen de trap overblijven, of opnieuw opgebouwd worden, als mooiste uitzichttoren van de wereld?
Dick van Gameren
http://img354.imageshack.us/img354/125/scanschetsbk3.jpg
May 26, 2008 at 11:35 pm
Ik kom veel reactie tegen die blijk geven van ongeloof, verdriet, medeleven. Mensen die dromen en de brandende herinneringen bij herhaling opnieuw laten passeren.
Maar ik ben kwaad, verontwaardigd en ik moet moeite doen de cynische opmerkingen te onderdrukken om niet de verkeerde mensen te kwetsen.
Het verlies van het gebouw is peanuts in vergelijking tot al het immateriele dat in rook is opgegaan. Wij zijn zo zuinig op ons cultuurhistorisch erfgoed dat we geen geld hebben om om ons verleden een zekere toekomst te bieden.
Hoe had dit kunnen gebeuren? Hoe heeft het zo kunnen escaleren? En zijn wij bereid er iets van te leren.
Verdwijnen de rapporten over de brand ook in de aslade of mogen we er allemaal iets van leren. Een complete faculteit affakkelen in 12 uur en een koffieapparaat de schuld geven dat is toch het toppunt van naïviteit. Iedereen begrijpt toch dat er meer “toevalligheden” in het spel zijn om een gebouw tegen de windrichting in af te branden en dan nog van boven naar beneden.
Het verhaal dat aan de “geldende voorschriften” werd voldaan is een uitspraak die al onze (?) studenten slikken dat als ambtelijke honingkoek.
Alleen omdat het een “bestaand gebouw” is gelden er andere regels? Misschien.. maar mag dat levens en andere kostbare zaken in gevaar brengen. En is het niet zo dat de gemeente ontheffing moet verlenen bij ingrijpende verbouwingen en renovaties! En was het de gemeente Delft niet die als eerste hoog van de toren riep “dat het gebouw voldeed aan de geldende regels” …en “dus” had de brandweer juridisch gezien ongelijk.
Ik kan alleen maar concluderen dat de politiek niet bereid is objectief naar de oorzaak te zoeken of naar een verwijtbaar gedrag of misschien wel een schuldige.
Deze mentaliteit die erger is dan alles wat er op 13 mei verloren is gegaan.
Van mij krijg je hier geen rouwzang of medeleven. Ik wil weten hoe het zo ver heeft kunnen komen en wie de gelegenheid heeft verschaft!
Ik roep iedereen op om niet verder te dromen over de schoonheid van een gebouw… of stil te staan bij de puinhoop die we zelf veroorzaakt hebben, maar de politiek de vraag te stellen: Wie heeft dit laten gebeuren!
June 2, 2008 at 4:46 am
The building that was destroyed was the first impressive building I saw in the brochure. The building could prove the combination between technology and esthetic, in intimate scale and monumental proportion.
My application document for MSc Program was also destroyed by fire, that demanded much time and process to clarify. I should thank to TU Delft, especially Mrs/Ms. Madeleine de Morree, that give me another chance to apply. In the crucial situation, they still have cooperative spirit for others.
June 30, 2008 at 4:46 pm
Ik ben op 15 april 1986 afgestudeerd op de afdeling Bouwkunde voor architectuur en stedenbouw aan de Berlage 1 in Delft.
Dat is 22 jaar en 8 maanden ge leden. Het doet me toch wat om te horen dat het gebouw door een kleine sluiting in de vlammen is gegaan.
Hierbij denk ik aan een A aantal gebeurtenissen:
1. Schade van het materiële deel (maquette, literatuur enz.)
2. Schade aan mensenleed, dat is het emotionele deel
3. De investering die gepleegd is voor vele mensen aan kennisA
De kennis die velen hebben opgedaan is niet brandbaar. Met deze kennis kun je w eer een goed Bouwkunde gebouw weer neerzetten, met de nodige budgetten.
We zien graag een nieuw gebouw komen , want het verbrande gebouw heeft zijn investering gepleegd voor velen ontelbare afgestudeerden.
TU Delft staat bekend om zijn goede opleidingen voor alle richtingen op de hele wereld.
September 4, 2008 at 10:37 am
I dream many nights of the building. Trying to go upstairs. But there is no upstairs. Just the hallway where everybody meets.
I am sad. But the hallway is the best place to remember. It is the soul.
September 4, 2008 at 10:45 am
I dream many nights of the building. Trying to go upstairs. But there is no upstairs. Just the hallway where everybody meets.
I am sad. But the hallway is the best place to remember. It is the soul.
Lienke Kruize
Graduated 1993